Atalanta looked as though she might gag.
Zanthus bowed his head to Iris one more time and then turned to the nymphs and dryads.
“I would be most honored if my nymph and dryad cousins would add their powers to mine, and that of the human king.”
One of the water nymphs stepped forward. When she spoke, though her voice was clear, she sounded as though her head was underwater. “It is our honor to join you, noble king. Whenever the cause is just, we nymphs shall always come to the aid of our elf brethren.&...
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